Sorry. This chapter is... not too good. Forgive me.
Monsters.
Are.
Humans.
All humans are evil,
All believe that they are pure.
Always justifying their actions, when it was free will.
I am evil, and you're
Evil as well.
Not because we just are, but because humanity is.
I can guarantee that most of us are going to hell.
So, I ask you this…
Do you believe…
Just a little will give me grief…
Are Humans…
All
Monsters?
Or Are
All
Monsters…
Humans?
~~Katherine POV~~
I took a deep breath in, exhausted. He's alive. Safe. But most importantly, he's with me.
"You aren't looking too well," Gowther commented on my physical state. He was right. My bones protruded here and there, and I had lost quite a bit of muscle mass.
"I'm fine so long as I am here." tears were still streaming down my face, unable to stop. I tried to wipe them away, exposing my slit, still bleeding, wrists. Gowther's eyes widened. He grabbed my wrist, turning it so that he could see it. I watched as his breath caught in his throat. Shit.
"What happened?" He asked me, eyes boring into mine. I inched away from him slowly.
"It's nothing," I answered him. I felt a sharp twist in my stomach. I had completely forgotten that I had swallowed those pills. Gowther reached up, examining my neck. It was riddled with bruises. A tell-tale sign that I had tried to suffocate myself. "I'm fine, really." I tried to convince myself more than I did for him.
"Katherine. What. Happened." Gowther annunciated each word strongly. Was he… angry?
"Nothing… " I started to pull away from him. I stood, albeit shakily, and started to walk in the direction that I thought the others were. I couldn't see. Why can't I see? My hearing started to go away slowly.
"Katherine!" Gowther called out. That was the last that I had heard.
~~Gowther POV~~
Katherine looked awful. Almost as if she hadn't been able to eat, sleep, or exercise for a month. But how could that be? She was fine mere hours ago. Her eyes were dark and sad. Tears fell from them endlessly. What happened to her? Her collarbones were far more prominent than what they were a few hours ago. Her wrists were slit. Her wrists… an indication of self-harm? Bruises on her neck? Bad breath? It then hit me.
That vision I saw in Draefus's mind… it was real.
Katherine avoided my questions, trying to leave… until she collapsed. I caught her, laying her in my lap. I felt for a pulse.
There was no pulse.
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